Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Vincent van Gogh Still Life with Open Bible

Vincent van Gogh Still Life with Open BibleVincent van Gogh Red vineyardsVincent van Gogh Lane with PoplarsVincent van Gogh Harvest LandscapeLeroy Neiman Sailing
What was being thought by most of the wizards was: this is terrible, is it really old Windle in there, he was such a sweet old buffer, how can we get rid of it?
How can we get n’d ofit?
What was being thought by Windle Poons, in the humming, flashing cockpit of his brain, was: well, it’s bye. There is life after death. And it’s the same one. Just my luck.
‘Well, ‘ he said, ‘ what’re you going to do about it?’
It was five minutes later. Half a dozen of the most senior wizards scurried along the draughty corridor in the wake of the Archchancellor, whose robes billowed ?out? behind him.
The !’
‘- it’s got a lovely view of the gardens and I’ve had all my stuff moved in
and it’s not fair -‘
‘Has this ever happened before?’
‘Well, there was old Teatar -‘
‘Yes, but he never actually died, he just used to put green paint on his face and push the lid off the coffin and shout “Surprise, surprise -“ ‘ ‘We’ve never had a zombie conversation went like this:‘It’s got to be Windle! It even talks like him!’‘It’s not old Windle. Old Windle was a lot older!’‘Older? Older than dead?’‘He’s said he wants his old bedroom back, and I don’t see why I should have to move out -‘ ‘Did you see his eyes? Like gimlets !’‘Eh? What? What d’you mean? You mean like that dwarf who runs the delicatessen on Cable Street?’‘I mean like they bore into you

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